In The Supremes at Earl’s All-You-Can-Eat, three Indiana teens — nicknamed the Supremes by the owner of their favorite hang in the hometown they never leave — bond in 1967 and are still tight decades on, after life has taken a sizable bite out of each of them. Sure, tales of longtime BFFs overflow many a nightstand. But in his kindhearted debut, Moore (can it be called chick lit if a man wrote it?) shows a seasoned ease with his funny, damaged subjects, including the tipsy ghost of Eleanor Roosevelt. You’ll be casting the movie by the second chapter.
Roger Hobbs, author of Ghostman: “I first got this idea the summer between my sophomore and junior years of college. I was walking home late one night after a movie when I stumbled across an armored car depot. Now, this doesn’t look like you think it should—it doesn’t have thick brick walls, rows of security cameras or a bunch of security guards sitting around playing poker. No, it looks like an office building with a bunch of armored cars parked out front.
Being naturally curious, I thought I’d have a look. I walked around for a bit and after a while, finally worked up the nerve to touch one. As soon as I did, I felt like I was struck by lightning. Instantly my brain was full of different ideas about how I could rob it. I must have spent an hour out there in the dark, examining every part of that car. I noted all the features and considered all the weaknesses. That night I went home and wrote the first chapter of GHOSTMAN.”
Read more from our conversation with Roger here.